Leo wasn't sure when he noticed the strange things that seemed to go on at Camp Half-Blood. When he had revealed his plan to build a giant flying boat to sail on to the Roman camp, he knew his fellow demigod campers were reckless enough to try it.

Annabeth had gotten a hold of the blueprints, and when she finally gave them back, Leo noted a slight change in the layout. Two of the bedrooms had been combined into a larger bedroom. And a few guest rooms had been added. He tried not to bring it up around her.

Naturally, he failed at that.

"Why'd you mess with my blueprints?" Leo finally blurted at the first progress meeting.

Annabeth jolted. "What?"

Leo crossed his arms. "For the boat. You changed the layout a little. Why?"

"Because we need extra bedrooms," Annabeth crossed her arms. "You never know what might happen on the quest." Her eyes seemed to dart towards the empty Hades chair for some reason.

"You made one room bigger though!" Leo complained. "I'm not about to be fighting over who gets the biggest room, which by the way, I feel like I deserve that since I'm the one who realized we had to make the boat. You're welcome."

Annabeth said nothing, but she raised an eyebrow challengingly. This kind of made Leo mad.

"Dude, that's Annabeth and Percy's room," Will Solace hissed.

Annabeth and Percy's room , Leo thought. His eyes widened. "Wait, what? You two…"

"No," Annabeth said sharply. "We share a room so we can get some sleep. Otherwise the nightmares get worse. That's final. Don't bring it up."

Judging by the faces of the other Head Counselors, this was not new information. Jason and Piper looked a bit startled at least.

The Stoll brothers looked serious for once. A grim look passed between them. They gave Leo a disapproving look.

"Solace," Clarisse called to Will. "Your boyfriend get any news about the Doors of Death yet?"

Will sputtered. "He's not my boyfriend," he argued. "But no. Nico said he was going to ask his dad once Persephone leaves the Underworld. So probably sometime in April or March?"

Jason grimaced and placed a hand on his head. "Ow. Who's Nico?"

Annabeth frowned. "Jason, is your head alright? You didn't get hurt earlier did you?"

"No, I'm fine," Jason said absently, rubbing his head. "I think my memory is still coming back."

Annabeth passed him an ambrosia square. "Here."

Jason gratefully accepted it. "Nico. Name sounds familiar."

Leo noted Annabeth's avoidance of the question, and how the rest of the counselors let the matter drop. After the fiasco that was his burning question about the blueprints, Leo let the matter drop too.

When Annabeth was inspecting the framework a few weeks later, she muttered to herself as she went through the rooms.

"Percy and I… Jason… Piper… Leo…" she mumbled. "Nico just in case…"

Leo wondered if maybe he should have brought up Nico's name.

A/N: Little short, but there ya go. I'm really liking this story.

I can't remember exactly how it goes in the books, but in my head, two people (three people) do not go through something like Tartarus without having some serious PTSD or something. Nico's got his own way of coping, Percy and Annabeth just need to be close.